Today's poem is by Michalle Gould
How Not to Need Resurrection
Children like to play at death
they hold their breath,
and cross their arms and shut their eyes
until they forget to be dead; then rise
from their nest of pillows and play instead
at being lost or married,
as if their state was mutable, as if, like water
they could flow or freeze or climb without a ladder
into the heavens then drop back down
they are the first resurrectionists, they alone
understand the trick is not to try,
that once you believe in death, you must surely die.
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from Resurrection Party
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